
Ever wondered what a Court Jester, Swallow, Throne, Angel and Cossacks have in common? Does a Ladder Handstand provide any clue? Probably not.
In fact they are just a few of the routines carried out by the worldâs most famous motorcycle display team, the White Helmets, and are frequently performed backwards without a rider at the controls and the throttle stuck at the required speed. All things considered itâs nothing short of terrifying, but also about as balletic as riding a motorbike can be â as those that have seen their breathtaking annual displays at Dorset County Show will readily attest.
Based at Blandford Camp, the team of 30 volunteer soldiers from the Royal Corps of Signals tours Britain from April to September every year demonstrating not only their perfect command of their machines â classic 1970s Triumph T140s â but also their highly developed sense of timing and balance, not to mention discipline and no small degree of bravery, all personal qualities demanded of the modern Royal Signals soldier.

âThe lads are rightly very proud of what we do,â says team leader Captain Richard Carr, âand they want people to see that, so as well as demonstrating what they can do thereâs an important element of performance that comes into play. They tend to be natural showmen so they want the public to see the smartly dressed soldier on the heritage motorcycle in an open face helmet smiling and waving back to the crowd.â

Formalised in 1921, the team can trace its roots back to World War 1 and the very earliest Army motorcycle dispatch riders who would show off by performing tricks to amuse themselves and their comrades. It didnât take long for that to become competitive. The Royal Signals is an offshoot of the Royal Engineers, which used horses for cable laying and other tasks, so races between engines measured in horsepower and actual horses were inevitable.
âWe used to perform with horses regularly but not so much nowadays â it introduces too many random factors. However, we have done some special events with the Household Cavalry display team, racing horses over a course of special challenges. They beat us a couple of years ago at the Royal Military Tournament, but we did it again earlier this year at their Open Day and we beat them â and on their own turf, so that was pretty special.
âIn the early days we had nicknames like the Red Devils and the Mad Helmets, but settled on the White Helmets because they decided to wear white helmets and dress in Blues â thatâs the regulation Royal Corps of Signals No.1 Dress, so the same uniform they would wear if they were on public duty with the Corps.â
The blend of bravado and intense training is mixed with the banter and badinage that comes with trusting life and limb to other people. The only fear that can get in the way, theyâll tell you, is that of failure.
âEveryone has to perform their first Fire Jump on their graduation day in front of the colonel and their families and friends,â explains Captain Carr. âThatâs their initiation if you like, the pinnacle of their training â they lose their eyebrows and trade in the black helmet they wear in training for a white helmet.
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âDoing it for the first time is nerve wracking, but not frightening because you know you can do it from all the training thatâs gone before. You donât want to mess it up and go through on your face though, not in front of people that know you and the guys on the team. So you have to do it with confidence and enjoy it.â
Just occasionally someone comes a cropper and few more memorably than when Declan Donnelly, half of ubiquitous TV double act Ant and Dec, dropped his bike in a Fire Jump and ended up in hospital in 2005.
âTheyâd been training with us for a feature on their Saturday Night Takeaway show and theyâd both done really well, but on the final day when the cameras rolled and theyâd called âActionâ he saw the fire and panicked, which is a perfectly natural reaction, came off his bike and ended up in hospital. I think we were instrumental in them taking easier challenges after that.â
The White Helmets perform up to 50 shows a year, typically two shows a day over a two- or three-day weekend â and it doesnât cost the taxpayer a penny. The team is entirely self-funding, it charges event organisers a fee for its services to pay for parts and labour, travel expenses and fuel costs. How much depends on the distance the team has to travel from its Blandford home â ÂŁ1000 would cover a booking in the south of England, rising to ÂŁ3000 for the north of Scotland.
âPeople always ask about this â the only thing we donât cover is the ladsâ wages and fuel is the most expensive out-going we have, but we donât have to make a profit so compared to what a top band would cost for a summer event we are very competitively priced as entertainment.â
The White Helmets also fulfils an important role in what the Army calls KAPE â Keeping the Army in the Public Eye.
âThereâs no direct recruiting, but we are seen as a useful recruitment and retention tool as an example of the opportunities that could be available to someone should they join the Army. For anyone who loves bikes like I do there really couldnât be a better job.â
To join the team volunteers must have completed basic training and have three yearsâ service behind them. A tour of duty with the White Helmets lasts for three years before soldiers return to regular units. Three years later they are able to apply for a second tour with âcardedâ positions (chief instructor, chief mechanic) invariably held by second termers.
âThe three-year turnaround means the most experienced third of the team leaves every year so itâs a part of your job to identify your successor. Weâre very self-contained so not only do we maintain our own machines, we train each other and pass on the skills needed to keep the team at the top if its game.
âIâve got a manual on my desk that is a good fifty or sixty pages deep and in there are instructions for tricks, stunts and virtually everything it is possible to do on these bikes so although we do change and tweak displays to keep them fresh, if itâs not broke why fix it?â

Remarkably, never having ridden a motorcycle before is not a barrier to joining the White Helmets and Captain Carrâs successor, Captain John McLelland, had never even sat on a bike before his appointment. It seems riding a bike is treated the same as most skills a soldier learns after joining the Army, as something they would have gained no experience of in civilian life.
âIn some ways itâs better to take guys that donât know how to ride so you can teach them from scratch and not have to un-teach bad habits learned over years of riding,â says Captain Carr. âIn the two week selection course we arenât looking for the best riders but the ones with the greatest potential to be an asset to the team. So if someone learns quickly and develops well then they are far more likely to be taken on than someone who can already ride at speed.â
But what about when they leave and go out on the road on their own bikes; how do they control the urge to pull a wheelie, jump through fire, ride backwards, or steer with their feet?
âThatâs easy â if I drop my own bike Iâve got to pay for it!
âThe White Helmets is an extension of the skills required by the trade of dispatch riding. The avoidance skills you learn with the team alone make for safer riding in all circumstances, but we teach a level of awareness, of being able to focus on a wider field than simply whatâs happening on your front tyre, to know whatâs happening around you and to identify hazards. Then we teach you to do it backwards with no hands on the handlebars.â

Captain Carrâs last outing with the White Helmets before he returns to a regular unit was at this yearâs Dorset County Show and he makes no bones about it â heâs going to miss it: âBefore anyone leaves we send the lads on a âZero to Heroâ refresher course to brush up on their military skills so itâs not too much of a shock. In the team youâre away from your families most weekends and thereâs a lot of travelling, but thereâs a great team spirit and thereâs no doubt about it you do feel part of something special.
Being back on the unit is good hard graft, but although itâs a lot of fun the White Helmets is not an easy ride by any means.â â
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Charlie Johnson Payne, aka Snaffles, was born in 1884; he was a bootmaker’s son and the fourth of eight children. From an early age his twin passions were horses and the military.
His initial attempt to join the Army in order to fight in the Boer War was thwarted as he was too young. In 1902, when he finally reached 18, he enlisted into the Royal Garrison Artillery where he learnt to ride but ill-health forced his departure in 1906. It was during this time that he also produced his first semi-caricature portraits.
He re-joined the Army at the outbreak of World War 1 but was soon invalided out after a very bad fall. Snaffles then took a job as a war artist; producing many works which reflected the horrors of trench warfare and life on the Western Front.
In the 1920s Snaffles gained a reputation as a sporting artist; particularly focusing on equine sports and, where possible, the military at play. His prints of ‘pigÂsticking’ in India in the late 1920s are some of his finest works.
Snaffles built an element of humour into his work and the captions to his subjects were often as important as the artwork. Our cover picture is no exception; the inscription reads “Remarkable close to the old busses ‘ead’ to let the shots go by (RK)”. The RK refers to Rudyard Kipling, another of Snaffles’ childhood influences. Indeed the quote is a slight twist on a line from a Kipling poem entitled ‘M.I.’ (Mounted Infantry of the Line); the line goes “Remarkable close to my ‘orse’s neck to let the shots go by”.
Snaffles died in 1967 aged 83 after a life as a true Victorian.